JUBILANT FATHER
His face is like a sun, warms the moon beside him.
She´s grown full; tonight begins the waning.
The tide pulls through her very bones,
her form aches as each wave crests.
The earth pulse, heavy, blood warm within her
Beats new chords, old sun god chants.
"You are the first mother and the last,
all spring flesh has traveled through you."
Aztec plumed and gold beaded,
your priest kneels at the holy alter,
gathers each salt pearl shed, nectar for his sacrament.
You are the temple,
we pilgrims swept through the gates,
bent figures know the scent and petals of your presence,
spread our arms to harvest blossoms,
and your priest, sun struck, kneels beside you.
You are my best friend,My very best friend,You make me happy,Everyday,You share your great snacks,You share your best toys,So please don't takeMy best friend away.
My Best FriendToday I found a friend,Who knew everything I felt.he knew my every weakness,And the problems I've been dealt. he understood my wonders,And listened to my dreams.he listened to how I felt about life and love,And knew what it all means. Not once did he interrupt me,Or tell me I was wrong.he understood what I was going through,And promised he'd stay long I reached out to this friendTo show him that I careTo pull him close and let him knowHow much I need him To pull him a bit nearerAnd realized that this perfect friend I foundWas nothing but my mirror. MY ONE AND ONLY FRIEND ROHIT KUMAR!
